[Twista] Here come a bitch with the fly puss', and a nigga with the fly dick In the Mickey and Mallory mode, rollin through the streets on 24's On krunk screamin, "Die bitch!" Bout to shut yo' shit down, anybody that opposes to payin us a fee false If the straps don't bleed y'all We put stitches in yo' motherfuckin dome like a league brawl (Come and roll with this) Take a journey to the realm of the truth when I bust this It's the Duke and the Duchess Leavin haters 'buked and on crutches Niggaz you cannot touch this It's a new collaboration of Thug Luv between the Thug Queen and the Thug Lord More power than a drug lord Meant to be because we love each other the way we love war Gotta rider bet hug yours, cause I'm full of ambition and ammunition and a 50 like I smoked a sticky stack of hash Ain't no missin on no critical condition Murderin is the mission and we can bust a itchy atcha ass Feel the flow when I drop it Don't when to stop it, I'm goin pockets and layin bodies down Feel adrenaline from me and Kim and them We got it sewed from Brooklyn to Chi-Town See the artillery, we don't fuck around with silly games, plenty thangs Nigga plus I got an illy aim, stick 'em up, steal his chain Then I spill his brain, then I feel his pain Some of the consequences when you dealin with a plug thug And I'm backed up by the Queen, we gon' take over the world Whatchu know about Thug Luv?
[Chorus] You can't fuck with us; do it like a hustler Gotta keep it gangsta, can't no one collide with us All my true thugs and all my real bitches Won'tcha come and ride with us Do it like a hustler Gotta keep it gangsta, can't no one collide with us All my true thugs and all my real bitches Won'tcha come and ride with us
[Lil' Kim] It's the T-W-I-S to the T-A, K to the motherfuckin I-M Bout to shut yo' shit down Other albums come out ain't NOBODY gon' buy them Now who gon' deny them? I'm scared of myself, don't nobody wanna try Kim Y'all know you done fucked up (now whassup - y'all better come roll with us) Who's you Mister? It's Lil' Kim and Twista (and we about this) For those who doubt this, the game is ours (we gon' run you up out this) What a wonderful feeling when you're stealin a million But the billion jackpot's what I aim for Get your hands in the air, put 'em up, keep 'em high Don't want no problems - JUST GIMME WHAT I CAME FOR! Pull up on your block, eight straight Hummers Bout to have it locked, eight straight summers Bank account hold eight straight numbers Ain't no room for you whack newcomers We the people's choice because we kick that nasty "Hardcore" shit that you wanna hear Can't fuck with us, hands down we win best murder rap of the year Pounds to the misters, hugs for the miss Bombs in the mail, sealed with a kiss All my bitches pop that thing like this All my niggaz wave that bling on the wrist Some of the consequences when you dealin with a plug thug And I'm backed up by the Duke, we gon' take over the world Whatchu know about Thug Luv?
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[Twista] Kim is yo' flow hot? [K.I.M.] Like a gun shot [K.I.M.] Twist' is yo' flow cold? [Twista] Well I think so [Twista] Kim do you got dranks [K.I.M.] Crist' by the box [K.I.M.] Twist' do you got smokes [Twista] Well I got 'dro, now baby we can roll
[Lil' Kim] Do it like a gangsta, creepin like a murderer Strapped while I roll on chrome Lookin for the ones we at war with When we see 'em we gon' aim for your dome
[Twista] Hear me Ma we can run this Earth together, come up worse than ever Havin big dreams while we back up this work together Let's set up shop on the bl